Please may I?
Asks the little girl
May I feel love
No because it will only hurt you
The voice answers
Then may I dream big
And hope to be famous someday
She asks
No because you will only end up miserable and alone
The voice replies
Can I find my own answers
Without believing everything I hear
She questions
No people will judge you for being different
The voice tells her
Should I trust people I meet
She inquires
No they are dangerous, they will only hurt you and leave
Could I love the opposite gender
And the same gender too
She asks
No you’re just confused
The voice responds
This poem is the conversation between an adult and a child. What I wanted to show here is how children are born so innocent and so full of love and hope but we wire them to be just like us. We’re so scared of losing them that we stop them from thinking their own thoughts, from being themselves, from being as free as they should be. The worst thing you can do to a person is crush their dreams because that will destroy them forever. Instead of telling children what to do we need to support them in what they’re already passionate about. Instead of steering them to a safer road we need to help them drive on the road they themselves have chosen.
“It is easier to build up a child than it is to repair an adult… choose your words wisely”
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